| Inside this fantasy
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| It seems so real to me Synthetic ecstasy, when her legs are open
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| True Love behind a wall
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| Where men and angels fall
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| A fading memory, when my mind is frozen
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| I can see a frozen point in time
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| Where her figure still awaits
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| Tongue of fire tracing lips outline
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| Where frozen breath originates
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| With one motion of her waiting eyes
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| She strips everything away
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| This one moment is intensified
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| And colors all fade to grey
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| I am in the only place that i want to be Though we know that it ends eventually
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| But it’s alright because right now we’re frozen
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| «I want to forget mistakes they’ve helped me make
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| It’s better to be broken than to break»
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| Inside this fantasy
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| It seems so real to me Synthetic ecstasy, when her legs are open
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| True Love behind a wall
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| Where men and angels fall
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| A fading memory, when my mind is frozen
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| I can see a frozen point in time
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| That is easy to retrace
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| Light and darkness are both intertwined
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| The elements are in their place with
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| One motion of her wanting mind
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| The real world begins to fade
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| And all the hateful things I have become
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| Temporarily go away
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| Inside this fantasy
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| It seems so real to me Synthetic ecstasy, when her legs are open
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| True Love behind a wall
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| Where men and angels fall
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| A fading memory, when my mind is frozen
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| When my mind’s frozen:
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| I’ll take you anwhere you want to go Far from anything that feels like home (lets go)
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| You are anyone I want to be (it's here and now, and now it’s only you and me)
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| It’s never enough (mmm that’s true)
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| I want to stay here (yeah, and I do too)
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| Breakin’it down (takin'it down)
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| With smell (smell), touch (touch, taste (taste), sight (sight), and sound (sound)
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| How long will I be here without you near because I’m so cold
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| Break them first or I’ll get broken is not what I was told, now I’m so cold
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| I’m so cold
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| So cold
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| Inside this fantasy
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| It seems so real to me Synthetic ecstasy, when her legs are open
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| True Love behind a wall
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| Where men and angels fall
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| A fading memory, when my mind is frozen
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| Inside this fantasy
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| It seems so real to me Synthetic ecstasy, when her legs are open
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| True Love behind a wall
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| Where men and angels fall
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| A fading memory, when my mind is frozen |